Turtleneck (The National)

Hope my mother mentioned dad will dance with me I'd like to spin a while around the copperwood tree There's something about her eyes, I think her roots are rotten This must be the reason she wears her hair up in knots Oh no, this is so embarrassing Oh, the pissing fits Crying on their doorsteps and teachers losing grip Some of them are so out of style, I cannot save them I'll just get whatever my salvation gave them Keep the weed next to the bed Light the wall, check the lip Dim the lights a little lower Hide your back or shrug your shoulders Give the gift, then fix your hair You have to get this turtleneck The poor, they leave their cellphones in the bathrooms of the rich And when they try to turn them off everything they switch to Is just another man, in shitty suits, everybody's cheering for This must be the genius we've been waiting years for Oh no, this is so embarrassing Oh, the pissing fits Crying on their doorsteps and teachers losing grip Some of them are so out of style, I cannot save them This must be the death that my salvation gave them Keep the good weed near the bed And light the wall, check the lip Dim the lights a little lower Hide your back or shrug your shoulders Give the gift, then fix your hair You have to get this turtleneck Keep the good weed near the bed Light the wall, check the lip Dim the lights a little lower Hide your back or shrug your shoulders Give the gift, then fix your hair You have to get this turtleneck